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Ava's POV~
I made my way from the kitchen to the living room, a drink in my hand while moving people out of my way with the other.
"I can't believe I go to the same school as some of these people" I muttered looking at all the inappropriate dancing. I felt a few hands grab onto me as i walked through the dance floor causing me to twitch and almost trip, even though i wasn't wearing high heels.
I don't do high heels.
I ended up at the entrance of the house. Spencer and Brooke stood there, letting in the few guest left to enter.
"Do you even know half of these people!" I screamed out to them.
"Nope!" I heard Spencer scream back then chugging his drink down.
"Lets go dance!" I heard him scream to Brooke, putting an arm around her waist and pulling her towards the dance floor, giggling.
I wonder where the rest are?
I turned toward the dance floor, Brooke completely laughing her head off while Spencer hung onto her waist, spinning her around in a way that i think wasn't even dancing anymore, but they were both laughing and having fun so i didn't question it farther.
Spencer is the type to drink a lot.
I thought as I watched him. I trusted him but kept my eyes on him.
I continued looking for the rest when i remembered I had just seen Jose and Anne in the kitchen, sharing food, not keeping their eyes off each other. Skye no where to be seen in the kitchen, where I thought she was assigned to be. And shockingly Xavier was also no where to be seen by the music equipment. Note the sarcasm.
No one would notice if I go upstairs for a while, right? Everyone's basically doing their own thing, and this party really isn't like i thought it would be.
I started making my way up the steps feeling more and more lightheaded with each step I took. Halfway up the steps I sat down holding on the the railing
I only had the scars on my arm from the last time it bled through the bandaids. The music from the party began to fade and I could only hear my heart palpitating.
I felt a cold hand touch my shoulder and Ive never seen my reflexes move as fast before. A fist swung over connecting to Ashton's chest, making him move backwards a little but not much. He had sat down on the stairs next to me.
"Ouch. What did I do?" He said faking pain on his chest where i had punched him.
"You scared me!" I screamed to him. I doubt people could hear with the music blasting.
My heart settled down afterwards.
"What were you doing alone here?" Ashton said with a wink, leaning in closer to me.
"I wasn't really feeling this party." I said shrugging and leaning back a little, feeling my face heat up slightly. A smirk played his face.
"Yeah me neither. I don't recognize many of these people." he confessed leaning back again, the smirk still plastered on his face.
"Wipe that smirk off your face" I said smacking his face in hopes of changing his facial expression. He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer. I couldn't help but laugh nervously as he sat there, staring back at me, holding my arm.
He stood up pulling me up towards him, turning me around, and pushing me against the wall.
"What are you doing?" I said completely aware that I would be ruining the moment. I was completely unprepared. I didn't know what or how to do it. I thought my heart would pump out of my chest and i would die then and there.
